Arailiberty

Some images of dinosaurs were nudging my imagination since a few days. I eventually got the Jurassic park trilogy, assuming in a way that I wanted to see the movies… and today we watched the 3 of them with Eric. Well, I’m not sure if I got what I was looking for, I feel a bit tired and as if I were force-fed.

Too many dinos and “Oh my god! What have we done?” which seems to be one of the favorite replicas of our cinematographic industry these days

There is one thing that caught my attention while I was watching these movies. I was busy looking at the images, the photography, the exposure, the lights, how the screen was empty or full, how my attention was attracted or distracted from what seemed to be the main subject of the scene.

That was interesting because I was focusing on completely different aspects of the movies that I would normally have. I’ll be looking for other connections in the next few days, and every aspects seems like a weaving of the reality.

Coming back to the dinosaur connection, it may have been with a scientific guy with whom I was counterparting, or a boy fascinated with his dinosaur toys, or some dream of an alien dimension into which they had migrated since their disappearance of Earth actually that is not so interesting to me as I don’t feel the need to look for this kind of information.

 

written by araili \\ tags: connection, dinosaur, photo

After we finished lunch today, no dessert would fit for me. I wanted nothing special, and maybe I didn’t want any dessert at all. Nonetheless I decided to take a glass of milk and some biscuits, something I used to love so much a few months ago and that I haven’t taken since Eric’s moved in.

My choice fall upon some shell-shaped cookies with bits of chocolate and I dipped them into the cup of milk (yeah actually I took a mug and not the glass you can see in picture ) and ate them… expecting this ecstasy feeling I always had when doing so and drinking the glass of milk…

I didn’t even finished the milk, I had no pleasure with the soaked cookies and the taste of that beverage… I was very surprised by this drastic change of preference as it used to be one of my favorite drinks… I can still remember the feeling of cold or not so cold milk falling into my throat and filling up my stomach… no more of that.

written by araili \\ tags: milk, preference